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It's like having two big brothers, only not having two big brothers.
There's this constant need to make me miserable, criticize every guy I might be interested in.
And vice versa.
I sprained my ankle on Friday after playing tackle football with men.
It's bad.
But he picked me up and whispered "Are you okay?"
There's this constant need to make me miserable, criticize every guy I might be interested in.
And vice versa.
I sprained my ankle on Friday after playing tackle football with men.
It's bad.
But he picked me up and whispered "Are you okay?"